Disclaimer: You know the drill; no I don't own any of the WWE superstars or know them personally. This story is purely fan fiction, just like all my other stories. Don't bother to sue me; I work in a fast food outlet so you won't get much from me anyway.

Rating: NC- 17 (language, little violence (after all it is a wrestling fic) drug reference, sexual content.)

Characters: Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy, Shawn Michaels, Vince McMahon, John Cena and other WWE wrestlers.

Chapter Seven

'Shit' Jeff thought to himself as he turned his neck to notice Shawn and a few others standing outside a bar.

"Come over and join us for beer." Shawn said as waved his hand.

Jeff smiled a huge sigh of relief; luckily Shawn hadn't heard or seen the little confrontation between him and Abby. As he was certain Shawn would have been more then pissed off to hear about it. He walked over to the guys. "Hi."

"Nice night isn't it?" Shawn said looking out across the street, while taking a sip of his beer he was holding in his hand.

"Yeah, yeah it is." Jeff replied, still relieved, yet confused how Shawn didn't hear his and Abby's argument.

"Hey Jeff, was that you that was yelling before?" Carlito asked, who was standing beside Shawn.

"No, why?" Jeff replied, trying to look confused as possible.

"We thought we heard you yelling with some woman." Carlito explained.

"Nope, I was just taking a walk down the street; I did see a couple having an argument though, maybe that was what you guys heard?" Jeff lied.

"Yeah probably, who cares? Come and get a beer with me." Carlito said, shrugging his shoulders.

"Sounds good." Jeff smiled and followed Carlito into the bar.


Abby stormed back into her hotel room and slammed the door behind her. "Oh the nerve of that guy!" She screamed out loud. She pushed her hair away from her face as she laid down on her bed. She closed her eyes as she rubbed her mascara that was starting to stick to her eyelids. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. "Come in." She called out.

Candice popped her head around the corner of the door. "Hey sweetie."

"Hey." Abby smiled as she saw Candice walk in. Since she had started to travel with her dad, Candice was one of the girls she was quite close too. Though she was nearly 10 years older then Abby, she understood her and could talk to her about anything.

"What's up? You look like you've had a rough night." Candice chuckled as she shut the door and walked over to her bed, wearing her blue fluffy slippers and a night gown.

"Candy, why are you walking around in your PJ's for?" Abby laughed as she sat up against her bed.

"Well it's 11 at night, I was going to hit the sack, but I heard your hotel room door slam so I thought I'd come see what's wrong." She replied as she walked into Abby's bathroom and returned with a make up remover wipe.

"Was I that loud?" Abby chuckled as she moved over for Candice to sit down.

"Yes you were, now lay down." Candice instructed as she started to wipe Abby's face. "So…what's bothering you?"

Abby sighed as she closed her eyes and felt the cloth clean her skin. "Do you know Jeff Hardy?"

"Yeah a little." Candice replied, indicating she wanted to know more.

"God, he's such a rude, arrogant guy." Abby replied, frowning.

"Really? He seemed the opposite to me. Quite and shy, what did he do to you?" Candice replied, raising her eyebrows, while continuing to wipe Abby's face.

"I was meant to go see Matt tonight, but him and his girlfriend had to go out, so I rocked up and Jeff was there. He invited me out to town with him, so I agreed. Anyway he started yelling at me and calling me rude and a slut." Abby explained.

"Are you serious? What a pig. I'll tell Ashley about this. She can have a go at him." Candice replied and got up to put the wipe in the bin.

"What has Ashley got to do with this?" Abby asked confused as she sat up and started to get undressed for bed.

"Hunni, Ashley is Matt's girlfriend, didn't you know that?" Candice replied as she walked back into the room.

Abby's mouth dropped open. "Ashley is his girlfriend?"

"Ah yeah." Candice replied laughing.

"This isn't funny. I seriously had no idea. He never told me he was going out with her, god I feel like an idiot." Abby sighed as she pulled her bed top over her head.

"Aww did you like Matt? I think Jeff's cuter." Candice replied.

"No way, besides, he's an asshole." Abby replied disgusted at the thought.

"Abby, don't take this the wrong way, but I don't think Jeff is as bad as you're making him out to be." Candice explained.

"He is ok! He called me a slut Candice. I hate him!" Abby yelled.

"Ok, there's no need to yell at me, seriously Abby, you need to get your priorities straight." Candice replied back.

"Look I'm sorry; I just really do not like him." Abby explained.

"You should go talk to him." Candice suggested.

"No. He doesn't want to see me again anyway, I'm sorry I bought this up. Can we just drop it?" Abby asked, getting frustrated.

"I might head off to bed hunni. I think you need some rest aswell." Candice explained sitting up.

"Okay. I'll see you in the morning." Abby explained as she gave Candice a hug.

"Night beautiful." Candice replied as she got up and walked out of the door.

Abby sighed and laid her head down and closed her eyes to get some sleep. Just as her phone rang. "Hello?"

There was a pause before she heard a response. "Hey, I need to talk to you."

"Who is this?" Abby asked.

"It's….Jeff." Jeff replied from the other end of the line.

Abby bit her lip and tried to talk with a reasonable tone. "What do you want?"

"Come with your dad to the house show tomorrow. I got to talk to you okay?" Jeff replied.

"How did you get my number?" She asked.

"From Matt's phone, will you?" Jeff replied.

"Ok fine, I need to sleep. Bye." She replied and hung up.

A/N: Thanks for the reviews guys. I was just wondering if people seem to enjoy it. As I haven't gotten many reviews, so I don't know if I should continue with it or not. If you are reading my story, just a simple review of letting me know what you think would be greatly appreciated. I accept guest reviews so you don't need to be a member to leave one. Thanks.